The sunshine provided a brief reprieve during the daylight hours, in "aha, I can do this, just bask, forget my troubles" moments. The fact was, I was depressed as all hell and it seemed there was no way to shake it, despite the season.
For those of you with winter-SAD, it is not simply a winter condition -- it is a light-deficiency condition. Any time the light levels fall too low -- even in midsummer -- you are at risk for symptoms.
You don't mean to be grumpy. But darn it, you are miserable in the oppressive heat, your kids are home for 90 consecutive days, and you are don't have the stamina to pretend you are giddy that summer has arrived. Sound familiar?